for cindy...

I don’t care if people think I’m lame for posting a twenty year old song from the eighties. I’m not twenty-five any more. I’m not even thirty any more. And I’m not uncomfortable with that ANY MORE. Treasure these years, my friend. The best are yet to come…

This is what it's all about...

Turning Thirty

I’ve got a house down by the ocean
the rent is not too high
and I love to watch the ships come in
and hear the seagulls cry
And lately I’ve been taking stock
of all that I’ve been through
for tomorrow is my birthday,
feels funny, but it’s true
I’m turnin’ thirty

I’ve got a wife who really loves me
she makes my life so sweet
and a little baby daughter
who plays games around my feet
and my world is very different
from those lazy bachelor years
but if I had the chance to go back
I’d rather stay right here
turnin’ thirty
I’m turnin’ thirty

And I have friends who care about me
they’re the best I’ve ever had
and they always stood behind me
whenever times got bad
and I love to play my music
though the road can be a trial
but every time I walk on stage
it’s worth each dusty mile
turnin’ thirty

well, now, thirty ain’t like fifteen
and it’s not like twenty-five
my back’s a little stiff
and there’s some lines around my eyes
but I’ve still got my energy
and I got most of my hair
and I’m not to old to rock and roll
and I’m not really scared
of turnin’ thirty

Oh, the 80s look like tough times
the world is turning sour
so I’ll keep on serving Jesus
and await the final hour
And though I’ve often failed him
in these thirty rocky years
His mercy’s brought me this far
and His love has dried my tears
I’m turnin’ thirty
(I’ll treasure these years)
I’m turnin’ thirty

Randy Stonehill, © 1983, Word Music